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Chapter 5: Alienated

 Borg didn't need anything extremely important, just Pixal's help with designing something. She was of course unbothered by his request and was ready to help him almost immediately. She wanted to please Borg or at least she thought she did. It was an odd thing, to have the praise of someone. Passerbys and people who came to tour the tower often described their relationship as familial. Pixal didn't exactly know what they meant by that. So she did what she always did and went to the internet to see what that meant.

"Family: A group of related things?" Pixal mentioned aloud to herself.

She was alone in her room and as she often did she thought. Pixal thought of many things her subconscious always came up with several different topics to think about. Sometimes she even researched those topics for hours at a time. Unless Borg needed her that was. Then she dropped what she was doing as if she had nothing better to do and helped him. She never minded or at least that's what she told herself. She also told herself that she had no other purpose than to help him. This time Pixal's overthinking made her much too curious about what she heard. Borg was a human and she was a droid there was no possible way they could be related.

"Pixal!" Borg's voice played on the speaker in her room.

She looked up at it and got off of the bed. She walked at a normal pace but quicker than usual. When she got to the lobby Borg was waiting for her.

"What did you need my assistance with?" Pixal tilted her head to one side.

"I was wondering if you could prepare dinner for me and a few guests. I was planning on having a celebratory dinner since New Ninjago City is now officially safe to live in again!" Borg perked up towards the end.

Pixal gave a quiet nod "Of course."

She walked off and began setting the new large dining table with plates and utensils. She finished preparing the food and in a few moments the dining room was filled with people. There were no seats left for her but she figured Borg might need her for something or another so she stood off to the side. Borg entered the room last, quickly wheeling himself up to the table. Pixal removed the chair so he could sit in its place.

"Thank you Pixal." Borg mentioned before turning to his guests.

Pixal nodded and walked off to the side watching the interactions.

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice. As you know today is a big accomplishment! We've worked on rebuilding our beautiful city and today is the day it becomes 100% inhabitable again!" Borg's voice echoed throughout the room.

An eruption of cheers and claps came from the guests he had invited. Pixal stood off to the side and clapped anyway so she wouldn't look out of place. Borg seemed extremely pleased with himself. A large smile was plastered on his face as the guests began cheering his name.

"It's all thanks to you Mr. Borg!" One cheered.

"This city is better than ever, Borg!" Another clapped.

"The past is behind us now, no more threats to worry about!" A third shouted

"Thank you, thank you, to a new era! To an era of technology! To New Ninjago City!" Borg exclaimed.

The cheers and hollers began again as the clinking of drinks were added to the mix. Pixal sighed, staring at everyone. It wasn't a sigh of discomfort but it wasn't one of comfort either. She was indifferent. As she always seemed to be. The few feelings she felt meant nothing when she couldn't feel them at all. She couldn't feel anything if there was nothing to feel at the moment. She thought about the things people had said when they spoke of her. That she was like the 'daughter' of Borg. She looked up at him but couldn't see what they were mentioning. Borg was a human; she wasn't related to him by blood. She remembered Borg mentioned something to her about Zane's creator. He supposedly had a sort of familial relationship with the droid. Pixal couldn't possibly understand how.